[Aisha cracks a grin at her "title", being the Queen of Heroes rather suited her. Dancing with Caren did too, though either one of the party would have been fine in one way or another. Well, maybe not Alice because she's clearly offended by something, but at this point it would have been more surprising if she hadn't been. Just makes it an audience of one instead of two, no big deal.]
Relax and enjoy the show!
[That, of course, was to Sion. To Caren, she bows, gracefully. They didn't have music, but their own natural rhythms should carry them. The whole mana thing would probably help too. Giving the mural one last glance, she takes the postion of the dragon, extending her arm to the other woman. Her posture becomes a bit more formal, though not stiff in the least.]
You can rely on me, my Lady Adviser.
[Aisha has never been in love before, knows nothing of that sensation. But she does sense that this won't work without some feeling, and what she does know is drive. The desire to reach her goal no matter what it took. It was intense, and while it didn't consume her, it did shape her life.
She looks at Caren like she's the stars, what she'd lived in a hot pursuit of for the longest time. And with that, she begins to dance.
A dragon, burning brightly, only knowing what it wants, captivated by the phoenix who remained just out of reach. Her dance is a tango and her embrace is open, allowing for her pretty bird to escape as she wishes. After all, what was a courtship that ended so easily? Once she had earned it, she'd lead and be followed.
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Relax and enjoy the show!
[That, of course, was to Sion. To Caren, she bows, gracefully. They didn't have music, but their own natural rhythms should carry them. The whole mana thing would probably help too. Giving the mural one last glance, she takes the postion of the dragon, extending her arm to the other woman. Her posture becomes a bit more formal, though not stiff in the least.]
You can rely on me, my Lady Adviser.
[Aisha has never been in love before, knows nothing of that sensation. But she does sense that this won't work without some feeling, and what she does know is drive. The desire to reach her goal no matter what it took. It was intense, and while it didn't consume her, it did shape her life.
She looks at Caren like she's the stars, what she'd lived in a hot pursuit of for the longest time. And with that, she begins to dance.
A dragon, burning brightly, only knowing what it wants, captivated by the phoenix who remained just out of reach. Her dance is a tango and her embrace is open, allowing for her pretty bird to escape as she wishes. After all, what was a courtship that ended so easily? Once she had earned it, she'd lead and be followed.
Until then, she expected to give chase.]